A year ago, had you asked what I wanted to drink, I would have always wanted juice, fizzy drinks or wine (of course). Never, ever water. I hated the taste, it didn’t make my thirst feel quenched and I could never understand why anyone would drink H2O outside of the Sahara. Now, however, my bag full of half empty Coke …

A duvet day for me does not evoke feelings of a relaxed snuggle on the sofa, watching trashy TV and eating ice cream. In fact it is more likely to leave me feeling sweaty, a bit gross and panicky at how I’ve wasted a whole day doing nothing when I always have so much to do. Controversial opinion time: I do not really enjoy duvet days.

I am not usually one to join weird internet sites that promise to make you money, I am always terrified I’ll do something wrong and end up bankrupt of what little money I actually have and it’ll be my own stupid fault. On the plus side, this means I am incredibly cautious when it comes to things like this, so …

Whenever I am asked what degree I did at university, I am always overly apologetic in my tone as I reply ‘Dance and Drama with Design’. I always quip something like ‘So, y’know, I’m super employable now’ in an incredibly self-depreciating way. I should really stop this. I am damn employable. Not only is my ‘pointless’ degree at a first …

So, only a few days after the big move (and not much of this time actually spent in our dream home) I feel it is a good time to reflect. Our place is finally beginning to feel like a home, our home, and that is both wonderful and terrifying all at once. After spending most of our relationship squished in one room, having several to spread out in and utilise is the best feeling.

Hello lovely readers! and Happy 1st of November. This marks the start of many things, Movember, the run up to Christmas (because as soon as Halloween is over no one can tell me I can’t be getting ready for the best holiday of the year!) and of course, NaNoWriMo. I’ve been signed up to NaNoWriMo for several years, which has only really meant getting several emails a year and feeling guilty for never actually even starting the project.

When you tell people you have a Wonga loan, their first reaction is to call you stupid, or tell you to be better with money. This is a crappy reaction. Until you know the full story of a person, you have no right to judge (& often still not even then!)

Another day, another Youtuber is found to have harassed his fans, and more my respect for the Youtube community I so want to be a part of, falters. The thing that drew me to Youtube, was how open a creative platform it was, however, what once was an incredible way to connect with content makers, seems to have become a way for some to exploit their power.